Looks people give me.
Now this might be a poem,
It might just be a rant.
But it concerns
Some obsevations,
That recently I've had.
Every time
I catch somebodys eye,
I see and read a look.
A look but, never the same look,
Each look with a diferent story.
Telling me
about myself,
And the one I'm looking at.
Some looks tell of hatred.
Some of love and hwyl,
Some angered, some perplexed,
And so often I find,
I feel something back.
And I think about those stories,
And what they mean to me.
Forgiving hatred, returning love,
Seeing lies and wondering why?
And all in a fleeting look.
There you go, it was just a kind of poem.
It might just be a rant.
But it concerns
Some obsevations,
That recently I've had.
Every time
I catch somebodys eye,
I see and read a look.
A look but, never the same look,
Each look with a diferent story.
Telling me
about myself,
And the one I'm looking at.
Some looks tell of hatred.
Some of love and hwyl,
Some angered, some perplexed,
And so often I find,
I feel something back.
And I think about those stories,
And what they mean to me.
Forgiving hatred, returning love,
Seeing lies and wondering why?
And all in a fleeting look.
There you go, it was just a kind of poem.
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